Regina lays in the bed, watching Gen work on her computer. The rest of the room is empty, Mary Margaret having driven Emma and Henry to the hotel then for a meal out.

"You should be sleeping," Gen says, eyes on the screen in front of her.

"This feels odd, having you here," Regina studies her.

"Did you miss me?"

Regina fiddles with her fingers. "I didn't used to think so, but now that you're here, maybe." She drops her hands and sighs at herself. "I apologize for my lack of eloquence recently."

Gen looks up at her and smiles. "It's quite alright. You have been through a lot. You're permitted a few mishaps."

"And you've been at our side this whole time. Why?"

"You hired me to do exactly that. Did you think I would suddenly drop the case at the notion of seeing you?" Gen closes her laptop and sits back, crossing her legs.

"The thought has crossed my mind."

Gen holds out her hands. "Here am I, Ms. Mills."

"Here you are, Ms. Roland," Regina responds quieter. They watch each other for a few moments before Regina smiles. "My bill is going to be extraordinary, isn't it?"

Gen nods. "I may have to permit a payment plan."

Regina chuckles. "I appreciate the generosity. How much longer are you staying?"

"How much longer do you want me to stay?"

Regina looks down again. "I'm not sure. Let's at least get out of this hospital before you leave."

"Very well. And after that?" Gen folds her hands in her lap and watches Regina intently.

"Does Emma still need you?" When Gen nods, she continues. "Then I guess you should stay."

"New York isn't too terribly far away, Regina. I can give you space, work with Emma remotely, then travel when needed."

Regina meets her gaze. "I'm confused."

"About?"

Regina opens her mouth to respond, but the door swings open.

Emma's smile falls when she sees Regina's mouth hanging open and the expression on her face. "Is everything okay?"

Regina slams shut her mouth and turns to Emma. "Yes, we were just talking."

Emma looks between them. "And is everything okay?"

"Quite fine, Emma," Gen responds. She stands and collects her things. "I need to make a few calls for work, if you will excuse me."

Mary Margaret hands the rental car keys to Gen as she excuses herself from the room.

"Hey, Mom," Henry says, moving over to her side for a hug.

"Hello, sweetheart. Did you have a nice meal?" She kisses his head before he pulls back.

"We had massive greasy subs that you would have hated. Jealous?"

"Entirely," Regina lies.

Henry grabs a deck of cards off the table near her bed. "Up to playing?"

Regina nods. "I'm certain I can manage. I feel alright."

Emma moves over to the other side. She waves to Mary Margaret. "Come on, Mom. We'll teach you how to play."

Mary Margaret smiles and pulls up a chair next to Emma.

Regina runs her hand down Emma's cheek. "Did you talk to the doctor?"

"I think she's avoiding me."

"Well can you seek her out?"

Emma shrugs. "I'll do my best."

"Emma, I want out of here. If you can't talk to her, then send her to me." She waits for Emma to put down her cards and look at her. "Please."

"Of course. I'm sorry." She hands her cards back to Henry and stands up, leaning to kiss Regina's cheek. "I'll make it happen. You play."

Regina squeezes her hand. "Thank you, dear."

Emma nods and leaves the room, taking a deep breath once she closes the door behind her. "Not like they're going to eat you alive, Swan. Come on."

She walks toward Dr. Russler's office, trying to gather her confidence. She reaches out to knock on the door, but the door swings open, and she comes face-to-face with the doctor.

"Mrs. Swan, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

Emma clears her throat. "Regina, my wife, and I feel that she is ready to go home."

"You do, do you?" Dr. Russler crosses her arms.

"She's stable, right?"

"She is improving."

"Well, is there any reason she has to be here?"

"She needs a lot of assistance. She will need nearly non-stop care and aggressive physical therapy every day."

Emma nods. "Okay, we can do that."

The doctor rolls her eyes. "Don't minimize what this requires."

"We have a hospital back home. Can't they take care of her?"

The doctor eyes her closely. "Do you have your wife's health as your priority, or do you just want to run away from this… accident?"

"You're unbelievable. You can't keep her here. We both did our little interviews. The case should be dropped at this point, whether you agree or not."

Dr. Russler sucks her teeth. "You are right, I cannot keep her here. We will discharge her tonight to be transferred to Dr. Whale's care. I ask that you keep yourself in line and take care of whatever it is that leads to accidents such as this in your home." She pushes past Emma.

"It was lovely working with you too. Bitch," she mumbles before turning and heading back to Regina's room.

She stops before opening the door, enjoying the sound of Regina's light laughter. Opening the door, she sees the three well into a game, Regina looking carefree for the first time in days.

Regina looks up and raises her eyebrows.

Emma nods. "Tonight you'll be a free woman. Or at least for however long it takes to drive to the hospital. You're being transferred to Whale's care."

"At least it's closer to home. I'll take Whale for that."

"Agreed." Emma pops up on the edge of the bed, lifts up Regina's feet, and sets them back down in her lap. She starts massaging Regina's feet. "Now we just have to figure out how to get home."

Mary Margaret removes her phone from her pocket. "I'll call your father."

"No," Emma states firmly.

"Emma, we need him to get us."

"No, we'll just ask Gen to do it."

Regina shakes her head. "Gen is going back to New York as soon as I discharge. She said she'd come when you need her."

Emma looks between them. "I don't want to see David."

Mary Margaret sighs. "Emma, you can't avoid your father forever. I know you feel betrayed."

"Yeah, because he betrayed me."

"No, Emma," Regina taps her with her foot. "He did not. I'm the one that told him not to tell you. He was following my wishes."

"Which were stupid wishes that caused me a lot of unnecessary pain when I could have been here with you having a different unnecessary pain."

Regina chuckles. "Emma, forgive your father. This is not his fault. If you want someone to blame, blame me."

"But I don't want to blame you. I love you."

"You love your father."

Emma narrows her eyes. "Maybe."

Mary Margaret stands up and calls David. "I'm calling your father."

Emma groans and drops her chin against her chest. "It's easier to be mad at him right now."

Henry pats her back. "You could always try just getting over it."

Emma spins around and looks at him. "Yeah, like you're so good at just getting over stuff."

Henry shrugs. "I learn from my parents."

"Shush, you." She watches Mary Margaret step into the hallway.

Regina bounces her feet in Emma's lap. "I never said stop."

Emma shakes her head and starts massaging her feet again. "You're lucky I love you."

Regina winks at her.